Spurs vs Jazz Game 1: Pre-game Anonymity

The ABC pre-game show finally put it in perspective for me. Dan Patrick, Jon Berry, Mike Wilbon and Grant Hill nailed that intangible that solidifies the Spurs as the team of my heart and soul. If I didn’t live here, I’d still be drawn to the Spurs.

They are the Gary Cooper of the NBA.

The pre-game crew didn’t say that. They said the Spurs have no image and don’t care. They said the Spurs don’t care what anyone says about them. They said the Spurs have no desire to cultivate an image, nor an interest in reacting to any image that’s assigned to them.

The Spurs are at the bottom of the media frenzy food chain. And they don’t care.

Do not forsake me, oh my Bowen

Just like Gary Cooper in “High Noon,” the Spurs are going to do what they think is right and damn the consequences. They are the lone warrior, with everyone turning against him or turning away from him.

That’s like me. I don’t care about anything. You think any sane person would pose for a picture like that? I look drunk, tired and pissed. And I wasn’t drunk.

In 2 short weeks, the Spurs have transformed from dull; monochrome choirboys to the Silver, Black and Blue hatchet men. That’s saying a lot in a league full of tattooed, gun-toting hoodlums.

Something something Sloan something something

Here I was, simpatico with my boys, and suddenly it came to a halt.

ABC had to ruin it all with a puff piece on Jazz coach Jerry Sloan — and reveling in Sloan’s “old school” rep — and ignoring the fact that Sloan has been around so long that he coached Fred Flintstone. He had 2 Hall-of-Famers on the team at the same time for 300 years, but still has nothing to show for it.